Standing Before The Grave

As for you, who are in here
one day I'll join you, and that will I fear!
to follow you i will not consent!
until I'm sure and i know were you went!
y'all all tight in a small narrow space
that's where the people go, who are considered a disgrace!
your body, the smell is foul and sickening
i must go on, but the graves are never ending
Here. A fragile cranium, which can easily be demolished
bur still lies in wait for the upcoming judgment!
people believe, God chose to throw people in Hell, but it wasn't
him who chose but they themselves!
Its TIME! the time has finally COME!
can you not hear the earthshaking drums!
your still laying in a wooden wretched bed?
Well? I'm off and awake in Heaven Instead!


  • Cheeky Missy

    Very interesting and thought-provoking. Good imagery portraying the case of the departed as so foul....and helpless. The turning and conclusion are excellent. Good end-rhyming.

    • skylar

      THX MISSY! haha

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